Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

Harvey and others did not waste too long at the coordinates of the meeting, and soon turned into several streams of light condensed by mental power, and flew towards the target location with the "spirit hunter" leading the way.

The distribution of energy pipelines in the magic network space is completely irregular, but if a vacuum zone appears somewhere, it means that there is a very likely crack channel that is connected to the real world or different space.

And this is exactly the vacuum area they are now in.

The five people carefully flew to the edge of this vacuum zone and used mental perception to replace normal perspectives for observation.

Because Harvey secretly accommodated the magic pattern of the body into his projection, he could easily scan this vacuum area directly with the help of a powerful spiritual anchor.

"At ten o'clock in front, there is a hidden space crack. It should be the entrance to the ruins, right?"

As soon as Harvey spoke, the Son of Fire immediately turned to look at him, with a little surprised tone, "I didn't expect that Mr. Kelthuzad's mental power perception was so powerful that he found the entrance so quickly."

He actually had a little doubt in his heart. Didn’t the Quinn brothers keep saying that the other party is a wild alchemist? How could he show his abilities like a high-level arcane spell caster.

As we all know, the best person among all spellcasters to perceive and control mental power is the arcane spellcaster who majors in astrological magic.

The soul hunter nodded slowly and said, "Yes, I have roughly found three naturally occurring rift entrances in this ruin, but the one Mr. Kelthuzad found is the closest to us..."

The Son of Fire immediately said, "Then what are we waiting for? Everyone, prepare to enter the rift." After he said that, he turned to look at the silent brother in the mirror and urged, "Hey, I'll say you two conjoined babies, let's put it in the end." Your fellow eaters took it out to do business!”

The brothers in the mirror laughed softly, and two closely connected projections looked at each other, and then each transformed into a semicircular metal sphere from the phantom, floating out of the chest, and finally formed into one. A silver smooth ball.

The ball was suspended in the air for a moment, and immediately shot out like a shell, drilling into the space crack at a speed that was unobservable to the naked eye.

Harvey's heart moved and guessed that this thing should be the same as the last time the Master of the Burning Hot and others were used, and it could be a high-level magic weapon that could be brought into the magic net space by the user, and should have the function of detecting and detecting dangers.

"How is it? What's going on inside?"

"It's strange... I've never seen such a nest ruin, but I haven't sensed the danger for the time being. We can enter first..." The person in the mirror finished speaking in unison, flying towards the crack without looking back.

Harvey and others followed and threw themselves into the hidden space crack.

Nympho

It's such a colorful world. This is the sigh that Harvey sincerely exclaimed from the bottom of his heart after entering this rift.

But here is slightly different from the real world. All colors seem to be several times thicker, and they are weirdly spliced ​​together in very inconsistent and matching forms.

For example, the ground under your feet is not the brown-gray color of normal soil or rocks, but a large area of ​​rich fluorescent green, mixed with some irregular color blocks of bright pink.

"Damn, I really wish I could be color blind at this time!" The Son of Fire stood on the ground, and after looking around for a week, he couldn't help but complain.

The colors in this space are too complicated. Normal people only need to stay for a while, and they will feel dizzy because of their vision being impacted by strong colors.

The soul hunter sighed softly at this time, "I can probably guess what ancient creature here is the remains of the nest left after the death of the ancient creature..."

Harvey heard the faint sense of disappointment in his tone and asked quickly, "Mr. Mind Hunter, do you know the source of this ruin?"

"Well... I have heard of it in the past. Look at these rich and colorful color blocks in this space." He waved his twisted slender arms, dug up a large piece of fluorescent substance from the ground, and shook his hands to let it go. It drifts away with the wind and turns into a cloud of glowing fine dust.

"Colorful sub-dragon... After this creature dies, the divine traits belonging to the ancient dragon clan in its body, and the energy residues brought by the magical creatures will gradually change the surrounding space form over time..."

The two people in the mirror reached out at the same time, picked up a fluorescent substance from the colorful stone pillar next to it, stuffed it directly into the gap in the suspected mouth that was transformed from the phantom's head, and made a strange chewing sound in public. .

Harvey was stunned. No, this is a strange crack in the strange space. Why do you just pick it off and stuff it into your mouth?

"Well... I think Mr. Spirit Hunter is right. All the substances here are rich in invaded magical energy. It seems that the death of this colorful sub-dragon is too long, and its remains should not be left behind. What is valuable to us…”

The soul hunter said with a little apology, "I'm sorry, I didn't think about it before providing information on this operation. I didn't expect there was no value here worth our risk..."

The Son of Fire shook his head and turned his head unwillingly to ask the person in the mirror, "Conjunctival Baby, have your soul magic weapon not searched for the location of the remains of the... Yalong? Let's go there to try our luck, Maybe there will be some gains."

Harvey chose to remain silent and did not raise any opinions. He had never heard of the name of a creature like the seven-colored Asian dragon. He had no idea what valuable things would remain after the death of this ancient dragon-like creature. It was the best choice to not speak and expose his ignorance.

While everyone was talking, the metal sphere drew an arc and returned along the barrier at the edge of the space. The brothers in the mirror immediately stretched out their arms and made direct contact with the sphere.

"The space here is not large. Fly forward for about half an hour to the location of the remains of the Asian dragon. However, that thing has almost weathered and dissolved. Let's go and take a look."

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Everyone quickly passed through a colorful and dazzling area and came to the remains of the legendary seven-colored Asian dragon that had long been extinct.

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This was the first time in Harvey's life that he truly saw the true appearance of the so-called ancient dragon creature.

Unfortunately, it was not a living dragon, but the remains of a subspecies dragon that had decayed and disintegrated for a long time after death.

However, one could still see the terrifying pressure of the dragon creatures through the huge skeleton of the creature, which was comparable to half a castle.

There were still a lot of mottled and rich color blocks on the scattered and disintegrated dragon bones, especially the skull part that had been broken into several pieces. The rich color blocks were infecting and merging with each other, and seemed to flow slowly as if they were alive. Harvey felt dizzy after just staring at it for a few seconds.

It was really an abstract and strange scene.

The inner demon slowly approached the remains of the dragon, stretched out his twisted arms to touch the broken skeleton, and let the already broken and shattered bone fragments fall one after another. "From the degree of corruption, the time of death can be traced back to at least a thousand years ago, which was the heyday of the dragon clan. This dragon should have died of natural weakness after old age."

After the dragon clan reaches adulthood, a dragon crystal will naturally form in their bodies. This thing is like the magic pattern of other short-lived spellcasters. It is the core for them to store energy and release their innate abilities.

The dragon crystal will reach maturity when a dragon is in its prime, which also means that the dragon has officially entered the peak period of strength. Both its physical strength and innate abilities are at their peak.

After entering the aging period, the dragon crystal will gradually shrink and dissipate like their juvenile bodies, until they truly enter eternal death, and the dragon crystal will disappear with their lives.

"Even I only had the chance to learn about dragon crystals from some precious magic books. It is said that they are used in the production of legendary magic tools and the rituals for high-level spellcasters of certain factions to be promoted to legendary." The Son of Flame sighed, expressing great regret for not seeing this legendary precious magic material with his own eyes during this exploration.

Dragon crystals are impossible to exist in the natural remains of sub-dragons that died of normal aging.

The chance of dragon crystals left in the bodies of dragons that died accidentally or were killed is also very small. After all, dragons are creatures that ordinary people cannot easily deal with, and there is no reason for those who can really kill them not to take away this most precious harvest.